ninth junior sister

Chapter 218

Ling Xiaoruo stared at him blankly, his face was firm and handsome, but the shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes showed his age, obviously, he was already middle-aged.Although he was getting old, he still couldn't resist his peerless elegance.

This man was the white-clothed man she met in the restaurant that day, and he was the one who caught her.Just, who is she?
Ling Xiaoruo was supported by the soldiers and walked forward. Along the way, her eyes only stayed on the man in white. However, when she was about to step on the round altar, a black figure caught her. Due to the attraction of the magnetic field, her gaze turned back to her side for a moment, and she saw a very familiar figure among the people standing beside her. Under the sunshine of spring, he was still dressed in black like a Mo, his icy temperament didn't change in the slightest, and there wasn't much expression on his handsome face, only a pair of eyes as cold as a deep pool just stared back at Ling Xiaoruo steadfastly.

"You..." The moment Ling Xiaoruo saw Zimo, there were mixed feelings in his heart, joy and excitement flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into loss and coldness.

Because, she read the strangeness in Zimo's eyes, and there was no reunion in his eyes when he looked at her. Is he going to ignore her?
When Zimo heard Ling Xiaoruo's word you, Jun's face still didn't show any expression other than ice-cold. However, although he didn't change his expression, he didn't withdraw his gaze. He just talked with Ling Xiaoruo like this They looked at each other in pairs.

Seeing that Zimo refused to recognize her, Ling Xiaoruo stopped in his footsteps and yelled at him: "Don't you know me? Tell me, what are they going to do?"

After the questioning, Zimo raised his lips and replied coldly, "They want to take you to sacrifice to the water god."

Offering sacrifices to the water god? !

When Ling Xiaoruo heard these three words, his eyes blinked, and he didn't realize the meaning of these three words at all.

"What do you mean?"

She had heard of offering sacrifices to the river god, that is, tying people to stones and throwing them into the river, causing them to sink to the bottom of the river, but now she is being sacrificed to the water god, what kind of sacrifice is that?No matter what kind of sacrificial method, there is only one way for her to go, and that is death!
What started with life will end with death. Everyone's ending is the same. However, death is lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. Even if she wants to die, she will die vigorously. She doesn't want to die like this!Really pedantic and superstitious to the extreme!
Zimo heard the words, and replied lightly: "Sacrifice to the water god."

Ling Xiaoruo rolled his eyes, if it was this answer, would she still need him to say it?

"Wushuang, do you know her?" Just as Ling Xiaoruo rolled his eyes, he heard an ethereal voice coming from the clouds.

Hearing this, Zimo turned slightly and nodded towards the altar and replied: "Reporting to my lord, the child had a relationship with her once in Yanbei."

no frost?

When Ling Xiaoruo heard Zimo's name, he blinked his eyelashes, and then turned his head to look at the man in white clothes standing tall on the altar. It turned out that this man was Zimo's father. Doesn't it mean that she can avoid death?

After hearing Zimo's answer, the man in white raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Wushuang, if you sacrifice her to the gods for your father, do you have any objections?"

Ling Xiaoruo smiled when she heard the words, she turned her eyes to look at Zimo, she only hoped to hear words from him that could save her.If Zimo is willing to save her this time, then she will forget the past!

However, Zimo's blurted words gave Ling Xiao Ruozhi the urge to go forward and kill him, because he said: "Worshiping the gods is the most sacred thing in my Moxi, she is the messenger of the gods carefully selected by my father, how dare the child Disrespect to the water god?"

The man in white raised his head and smiled when he heard the words: "Okay, okay, what you said makes sense. Bring her to the stage."

When Ling Xiaoruo heard Zimo's heartless words, she raised her finger and pointed at his nose and cursed: "Well, you Wushuang, you're going to die?! Wait, even if I'm a ghost, I won't help you!" Let you go."

When Zimo heard Ling Xiaoruo's scolding, he said calmly, "Girl, you should be happy to be selected as the envoy of worshiping the gods. In Moxi, not everyone has this qualification."

In Moxi, there is a large-scale selection before each year's ceremony. Only women with extraordinary intelligence, talents and talents are eligible to be selected as the envoy of the gods. Now she is honored to be selected as the envoy, and the high priest of Moxi personally She is still not satisfied with the chosen messenger?
Hearing this, Ling Xiaoruo felt smoke rising from his pores, and cursed: "How can there be gods in this world? Gods are all created in our hearts. If it doesn't rain, it's because there are not enough dust or water droplets in the water vapor to reach In the overweight step, if the water droplets in the cloud layer are too big for the air to support, they will fall from the cloud and form rain! If you kill me, there will be no rain!"

"Cover her mouth and bring her up!" Because of the disrespectful words in Ling Xiaoruo's words, the man in white clothes showed a slight anger on his face after hearing this. He waved his wide sleeves and ordered the soldiers to take Ling Xiaoruo Xiao Ruo quickly stepped onto the altar.

Ling Xiaoruo bared his teeth and claws and wanted to say something, but a piece of cloth was stuffed into her mouth immediately, making her unable to speak anymore.

Zimo fell into silence after hearing her words, he raised his hand and gently stroked his chin.

After Ling Xiaoruo was brought to the sacrificial altar, the emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair finally opened his mouth, and he said to the man in white: "Master Baili, can the sacrifice begin? I am watching that the time is coming soon."

The meaning of respect in the words made Ling Xiaoruo speechless, it seems that in Moxi, the high priest seems to be more honorable than the emperor.

Baili Xun heard the words, nodded slightly to the emperor, and said: "This is the beginning, sir."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and drew a beautiful arc to the side with his wide sleeves like clouds. After waving, he heard a burst of gongs and drums shaking the sky, resounding through the sky.

Ling Xiaoruo's muscles twitched, while thinking of ways to save herself, she kept looking at Zimo, no, now he should be called Baili Wushuang, she shot sharp eyes at him from time to time, hoping that her gaze could catch him Ling Chi executed.This man really deserves to be killed by a thousand swords!

The sound of gongs and drums lasted for a long time, and after it subsided, Baili Xunmingman took away the white cloth from Ling Xiaoruo's mouth, and then he appeared in front of him with a white jade bottle in one hand and a bamboo leaf in the other. Standing in front of Ling Xiaoruo, when Ling Xiaoruo saw this appearance, his eyelids twitched wildly, because this appearance really looked a bit like that Guanyin of the South Sea.

He dipped the bamboo leaves into the jade vase, took out the bamboo leaves after dipping in the water drops and tapped it on Ling Xiaoruo's head, he closed his eyes and muttered something.

(End of this chapter)